Sunday, January 29, 2023
My Rebels
Speaking of trees, planted these darlings from berries I'd gotten from Perryville Battlefield. That was some time ago, maybe thirteen years. Perry is blue, and Ken is green. Ron had saved them one year when they were still quite small and buried in the snow. They're junipers, and I now realize the neighboring golf course is loaded with them, so they obviously like the area. Other trees I'd planted from seeds in the past that took were hazel and maple. I have no luck with fruit trees, but I keep trying.
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Available as an ebook, soon to be released in paperback, Pottsgrove Manor and Saint Michael's Cemetery is another Pennsylvania picture...
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Sleep, it used to be every other day twice as much, the same went for dreams. Seems with Fall came every three days thrice as much. First,...
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Sir Frankie Crisp wears Mummy's sixties costume pearls. He's not falling for the drugged cream. He said, too bad, witch. That bitch ...